A Small Package Of Value Will Come To You Shortly
Composer(s): Gary Blackman - Spencer Dryden - Bill Thompson
Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane



Well if we really wanna make it
Really wanna make it, I wanna make it man
Straight ahead all the way you guys
I don't care how dirty you guys get
It doesn't make any difference
Oh fudge, ah well, fudge
Ah Barnum gee whiz rag mop
You know gosh all whillickers
Under the wedding ring I feel a what's that
Finger finger hoo hah hoo hah are you married
Fu fu fudge, hyuh hyuh hyuh rag mop
Hoo wha hoo you do it, I do it, who do it, where do it
Do it do it do it do it do it do it do it
Folks we've been in the business for 20 years
And I've never had a heart attack
You're my friends I want you to know that
Stick it stick it time time time
Take your money sign to clarify that
Ahhh! Ahh! Er ahhh!
Would you believe New York is an island rragh!

The Honorable Hawaii sinking
Shi fah fah shuh-hoo-oo-whiss!
Yes what is it
I've been at school you see try try try
Hawaii Hawaii Hawaii
Bok! Bok! Bok! Bok!
The difference to get in though
Not that it makes any difference fah shoo
Uh New York's uh sinking
How old are you little girl
Fudge fudge ay yi the thing is
Nay nay uh! Ca-no-no yes but
Uh-uh-uh Ca-nay-nay ba-no-no
Fah-oo ah Going! Going!
Goh! Goh! Goh! Goh!
No man is an island! Do it do it do it do it
No man is an island!
He's a peninsula

Waiting For The Robert E. Lee 
Composer(s): Lewis F. Muir; L. Wolfe Gilbert
Performer(s): Dean Martin



Way down on the levy in old Alabamy 
There's Daddy and Mammy 
There's Ephraim and Sammy 
On a moonlight night you can find them all 
While they are waiting, 
The banjos are syncopating 
What's that they're saying? 
What's that they're saying? 
While they keep playing 
A - humming and swaying 
It's the good ship Robert E. Lee 
that's come to carry the cotton away! 
Watch them shuffling along
See them shuffling along! 
Go take your best gal, real pal 
Go down to the levy, I said to the levy
and join that shuffling throng 
Hear that music and song! 
It's simply great, mate, waiting on the levy 
Waiting for the Robert E. Lee! 
The whistles are blowing, the smokestacks are showing 
the ropes they are throwing, excuse me I'm going 
to the place where all is harmonious 
even the preacher, he is the dancing teacher! 
Have you been down there? 
Were you around there? 
If you ever go there you'll always be found there
why, dog-gone, here comes my baby 
on the good old Robert E. Lee! 
Watch them shuffling along
See them shuffling along 
Go take your best gal, real pal 
Go down to the levy, I said to the levy
And join that shuffling throng 
Hear that music and song! 
It's simply great, mate, waiting on the levy 
Waiting for the Robert E. Lee!

A Small Cigar
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull



A small cigar can change the world
I know, I've done it frequently at parties
Where I've won all the guests' attention
With my generosity and suave gentlemanly bearing
A little flat tin case is all you need
Breast-pocket conversation opener
And one of those ciggie lighters that look rather good
You can throw away when empty
Must be declared a great success
My small cigars all vanish within minutes

Excuse me, mine host, that I may visit
A nearby tobacconist
To replenish my supply of small cigars
And make the party swing again

I know my clothes seem shabby
And don't fit this Hampstead soiree
Where unread copies of Rolling Stone
Well-thumbed Playboys
Decorate the hi-fi stereo record shelves
If you ask me they're on their way
To upper-middle-class oblivion
The stupid twits, they roll their only
One cigarette between them
My small cigar's redundant now
In the haze of smoking pleasure
Call it a day
Get the hell away
Go down the cafe
For a cup of real tea

By the tube station, there's a drunk old fool
Who sells papers in the rush hour
I hand to him ten small cigars
He smiles, says, ``Son, God bless you''

A small cigar
Has changed his world, my friend
A small cigar
Has changed the world again

A small cigar . . .

Waiting For The Day
Composer(s): Gerry Rafferty
Performer(s): Gerry Rafferty



Well here I am, back in town
Just as the night is comin' down
Warm wind blowin' through the trees
I watch them swing, I watch them sway
Lie here waiting for the day

Sleep won't come, I need a drink
Stop my head, don't wanna think
Wishing I could be with you
But I know you're so far away
And I'm here waiting for the day

Water of life pour your light down on me
Take me out of this darkness, sweet star of the sea
Water so sweet you can open my eyes
You can bring down the rain on this desert so dry

Out on the street, shadows fall
Silence speaks, I hear it call
City of the living dead
Count the lights on the motorway
Lie here waiting for the day (alright)

Water of life pour your light down on me
Take me out of this darkness, sweet star of the sea
Water so sweet you can open my eyes
You can bring down the rain on this desert so dry

Yes here I am, back in town
Just as the night is comin' down
Warm wind blowin' through the trees
I watch them swing, I watch them sway
Lie here waiting for the day (alright)

A Slow Song
((German Version: Langsames Lied (by Ulla Meinecke) - 1991))
Composer(s): Joe Jackson
First release by: Joe Jackson - 1982



Music has charms they say
But in some people's hands
It becomes a savage beast
Can't they control it
Why don't they hold it back

You see my friend and me
Don't have an easy day
And at night we dance not fight
And we need the energy
If not the sympathy

But I'm brutalized by bass
And terrorized by treble
I'm open to change my mood but
I always get caught in the middle

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna push right through
I'm gonna tell him too
Tell him to
Play us
Play us a slow song

It's late - I'm winding down
Am I the only one
To want a strong and silent sound
To pick me up and undress me
Lay me down and caress me

I feel you touch my hand
And whisper in my ear
Ask me how I'm feeling now
And I want to get near you
But I can't even hear you

But this is a fine romance
If we have to be so demanding
We need just one more dance to
Leave here with an understanding

And I get tired of DJ's
Why's it always what he plays
I'm gonna push right through
I'm gonna tell him too
Tell him to
Play us
Play us a slow song 

Waiting For My Real Life To Begin
Composer(s): Colin Hay; Thom Mooney
Performer(s): Colin Hay



Any minute now, my ship is coming in 
I'll keep checking the horizon 
I'll stand on the bow, feel the waves come crashing 
Come crashing down down down, on me 

And you say, be still my love 
Open up your heart 
Let the light shine in 
But don't you understand 
I already have a plan 
I'm waiting for my real life to begin 

When I awoke today, suddenly nothing happened 
But in my dreams, I slew the dragon 
And down this beaten path, and up this cobbled lane 
I'm walking in my old footsteps, once again 
And you say, just be here now 
Forget about the past, your mask is wearing thin 
Let me throw one more dice 
I know that I can win 
I'm waiting for my real life to begin 

Any minute now, my ship is coming in 
I’ll keep checking the horizon 
And I'll check my machine, there's sure to be that call 
It's gonna happen soon, soon, soon 
It's just that times are lean 

And you say, be still my love 
Open up your heart, let the light shine in 
Don't you understand 
I already have a plan 
I'm waiting for my real life to begin

A Sleepin' Bee
Composer(s): Harold Arlen - Truman Capote
Performer(s): Bill Evans
and multiple other artists



When you're in love
And you are wondering
If he really is the one
There's an ancient sign sure to tell you
If your search is over and done

Catch a bee
And if he don't sting you
You're in a spell that's just begun
It's a guarantee till the end of time
Your true love you have won, have won

When a bee lies sleeping
In the palm of your hand
You're bewitched
And deep in love's long looked after land

Where you'll see a sun up sky
With a morning new
And where the days go laughing by
As love comes a-calling on you

Sleep on bee don't waken
Can't believe what just passed
He's mine for the taking
I am happy at last

Maybe I dream, but he seems
Sweet golden as a crown

A sleepin' bee done told me
I will walk with my feet off the ground
When my one true love
I has found

Waiting For An Alibi
Composer(s): Phil Lynott
Performer(s): Thin Lizzy; Dungeon



Valentino's got a booky shop and what he takes
He gives for what he's got
And what he's got he says he has not
Stolen from anyone

It's not that he don't tell the truth
Or even that he misspent his youth
It's just that he holds the proof
But you feel there's something's wrong

Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi

Valentino's in a cold sweat, placed all his money on that last bet
Against the odds he smokes another cigarette
Says that it helps him to forget
That he's a nervous wreck

It's not that he misses much
Or even that he's lost his lucky touch
It's just that he gambles so much
And you know that it's wrong

Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting just to catch your eye
Waiting for an alibi

Waiting for an alibi
Try to say I told you I told you

Waiting for an alibi
Waiting just to get you
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
To say I told you
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi

A Singer Must Die
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
First release by: Leonard Cohen - 1974
Covered by multiple other artists



Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess
Is it true you betrayed us? 
The answer is Yes
Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine
I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline
And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice
A singer must die for the lie in his voice
And I thank you, I thank you for doing your duty
You keepers of truth, you guardians of beauty
Your vision is right, my vision is wrong
I'm sorry for smudging the air with my song

Oh, the night it is thick, my defences are hid
In the clothes of a woman I would like to forgive
In the rings of her silk, in the hinge of her thighs
Where I have to go begging in beauty's disguise
Oh goodnight
Goodnight, my night after night
My night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night

I am so afraid that I listen to you
Your sun glassed protectors they do that to you
It's their ways to detain, their ways to disgrace
Their knee in your balls and their fist in your face
Yes and long live the state by whoever it's made
Sir, I didn't see nothing, I was just getting home late

Waiting For A Train
Composer(s): Jimmie Rodgers
Performer(s): Jimmie Rodgers



All around the water tank
Waitin' for a train
A thousand miles away from home
Sleeping in the rain
I walked up to a brakeman
To give him a line of talk
He says if you've got money
I'll see that you don't walk
I haven't got a nickle
Not a penny can I show
He said get off you railroad bum
And slammed the boxcar door
Oh la-ee, oh la-ee, oh la-ee
Oh la-ee, oh la-ee, oh
He put me off in Texas
A place I surely love
Wide open spaces 'round me
The moon and stars above
Nobody seems to want me
Or lend me a helping hand
I'm on my way from 'Frisco
Goin' back to Dixieland
My pocketbook is empty
And my heart is filled with pain
I'm a thousand miles away from home
Just waiting for a train
Oh la-ee, oh la-ee, oh la-ee
Oh la-ee, oh la-ee, oh

A Simple Thing Like Cry
Composer(s): Nickolas Ashford - Valerie Simpson
Performer(s): Diana Ross



If it didn't hurt so bad
If it didn't hurt so bad
Maybe I could cry

If I thought it was all a joke
And you were putting me on
If I could just make a wish
And this moment would be all gone
If I could see a trace of hope
Somewhere in your eyes
Maybe then I could do
A simple thing like cry

If it didn't hurt so bad
If it didn't hurt so bad
Maybe I could cry

Don't you know I plan to spend
Every moment of my life with you
Now you're trying to tell me
That my dreams just won't come true
Thanks for giving me a million reasons why
But it hurts too bad to do
A simple thing like cry

If I thought it was all a joke
And you were putting me on
If I could just make a wish
And this moment would be all gone
If I could see a trace of hope
Somewhere in your eyes
Maybe then I could do
A simple thing like cry

If it didn't hurt so bad
If it didn't hurt me so bad
Maybe I could
If it didn't hurt so bad
Maybe I could cry
I could cry, cry
If it didn't hurt me
If I didn't love you
Hurt me

Waiting For A Star To Fall
Composer(s): George Merrill; Shannon Rubicam
Performer(s): Boy Meets Girl;
and various other artists



I hear your name whispered on the wind
It's a sound that makes me cry
I hear a song blow again and again
Through my mind and I don't know why
I wish I didn't feel so strong about you
Like happiness and love revolve around you

Trying to catch your heart
Is like trying to catch a star
So many people love you baby
That must be what you are

Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah

I've learned to feel what I cannot see
But with you I lose that vision
I don't know how to dream your dream
So I'm all caught up in superstition
I want to reach out and pull you to me
Who says I should let a wild one go free

Trying to catch your heart
Is like trying to catch a star
But I can't love you this much baby
And love you from this far

Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah

Waiting (however long...)
I don't like waiting (I'll wait for you...)
It's so hard waiting (don't be too long...)
Seems like waiting (makes me love you even more...)

Waiting for a star to fall
And carry your heart into my arms
That's where you belong
In my arms baby, yeah

A Simple Man
Composer(s): Lobo
Performer(s): Lobo



Where do butterflies go when it rains?
Who goes around & tucks in the trains?
What makes a teddy bear like to sleep?
Why do we all make promises that we can't keep?

Where do puppy dogs go when their sad?
And what do elephants say when their mad?
Who do you tell if you don't have a friend?
Why do we open our mouths and stick our foot in?

These are the things that bother me,
Not a lot of things across some sea,
I don't even have a master plan,
I guess that I am just a simple man.

Where do robins sleep on the road?
And how can a little ant carry that load?
Why write words that we have to erase?
Why does everyone have more than one face?

Waiting For A Miracle
Composer(s): Bruce Cockburn
Performer(s): Bruce Cockburn;
and various other artists



Working and waiting in the hot sun
With all the rich saints, and the fallen ones
Working and waiting for the night to come
And we're waiting for a, and we're waiting for a
And we're waiting for a miracle
Somewhere out there is a land that's cool
Where peace and balance are the rule
Working for the future like some kind of mystic jewel

Chorus

You rub the palm of your hand on the driving pain
In the hopes that you can see (when you're waiting)
Stand up tall, pretend you're strongIn the hopes that you can be
(when you're waiting)

Like the one's that cry, like the ones that die
Trying to set the angel in us free
And the waiting for a, and the waiting for a
And the waiting for a miracle
Scuffle for a nickel, struggle for a dime
Forget about the past, leave your worries behind
Home come the future has to take such a long, long time?

Chorus

A Simple Life
Composer(s): Jon Lind - Richard Page
Performer(s): John Farnham



Show me the magic
I must've lost it somewhere
In my dreams, so far away
I turned around, everything's changing but me
Where is the soul in my song? 

Once there was heaven in my eyes
Whatever happened to those skies? 
Somebody show me how to
Get back to the simple life

Out of the blue, temptation's all around me
The train came along and I got on board
I danced with the darkness
The skies were the limit
It's such a long way to fall

Once there was heaven in my eyes
Whatever happened to those skies? 
Somebody show me how to
Get back to the simple life

'cause I've done my time in paradise
I've tried it all maybe once or twice
Somebody show me how to
Get back to the simple life

Stars keep me going
And the moon is there to light my way
I need to go where my heart is free
Looking for the way back
Hoping for the way back
Somebody show me how to
Get back to ... the simple life

'cause I've done my time in paradise
I've tried to all maybe once or twice
Somehow the grass was always greener
On the other side

Once there was heaven in my eyes
Whatever happened to those skies? 
Somebody show me how to
Get back to the simple life

Waiting For A Girl Like You
Composer(s): Lou Gramm; Mick Jones
Performer(s): Foreigner



So long
I've been looking too hard
I've been waiting too long
Sometimes I don't know what I will find
I only know it's a matter of time
When you love someone
when you love someone

It feels so right
so warm and true
I need to know if you feel it too

Maybe I'm wrong
Won't you tell me if I'm coming on too strong
This heart of mine has been hurt before
This time I wanna be sure

I've been waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
Your loving will survive
I've been waiting
Someone new
Make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life

You're so good
when we make love it's understood
It's more than a touch or a word can say
Only in dreams could it be this way
When you love someone
Yeah, really love someone

Now I know it's right
From the moment I wake up till deep in the night
There's nowhere on earth
That I'd rather be
than holding you
tenderly

I've been waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life
I've been waiting
For a girl like you
Your loving will survive
I've been waiting
Someone new
Make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting
For a girl like you
To come into my life

I've been waiting
Waiting for you, ooh
Ooh-ooh
I've been waiting
I've been waiting
(I've been waiting for a girl like you, I've been waiting)
Won't you come into my life?

A Simple Desultory Philippic (Or How I Was Robert Mcnamara'd Into Submission)
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel



I been Norman Mailered, Maxwell Taylored
I been John O'Hara'd, McNamara'd
I been Rolling Stoned and Beatled till I'm blind
I been Ayn Randed, nearly branded
Communist, 'cause I'm left-handed
That's the hand I use, well, never mind!

I been Phil Spectored, resurrected
I been Lou Adlered, Barry Sadlered
Well, I paid all the dues I want to pay
And I learned the truth from Lenny Bruce
And all my wealth won't buy me health
So I smoke a pint of tea a day

I knew a man, his brain so small
He couldn't think of nothin' at all
He's not the same as you and me
He doesn't dig poetry 
He's so unhip that
When you say Dylan, he thinks you're talkin' about Dylan Thomas
Whoever he was
The man ain't got no culture
But its alright, ma
Everybody must get stoned

I been Mick Jaggered, been silver daggered
Andy Warhol, won't you please come home?
I been mothered, fathered, aunt and uncled
Been Roy Halee'd and Art Garfunkel'd
I just discovered somebody's tapped my phone

Folk Rock
I just lost my harmonica Albert

Waiting For A Friend
Composer(s): Billy Nicholls
Performer(s): Roger Daltrey



If I fell in a lake
Would you dive in or stand there and gape
And if I drowned, would you jump
Or would you let the water burst in my lungs
Well a stranger in the street
Maybe the only one on his knees
When your laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

Got my hopes
Got my doubts
My gut reaction says I got to find out
Who's against, who to trust
Ooh you never know but I might get killed in the rush
But a stranger in the street
Maybe the only one on his knees
When your laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

You laugh you think it's a joke
Just stand there grinning
Will you be there at the post
When I ain't winning

Hey, black or white
Good and bad
How many times have I done this and done that
Every life
Everyone
If I knew that I'd probly take out a gun
But it's mother nature's law
To get you coming back for more
Just stand laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

You laugh you think it's a joke
Just stand there grinning
Will you be there at the post
When I ain't winning

Hey, black or white
Good and bad
How many times have I done this and done that
Every life
Everyone
If I knew that I'd probly take out a gun
But it's mother nature's law
To get you coming back for more
Just stand laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

Laying by the roadside
Waiting for a friend to come

A Sign Of The Times
Composer(s): Tony Hatch
Performer(s): Petula Clark



It's a sign of the times
That your love for me is getting so much stronger
It's a sign of the times
And I know that I won't have to wait much longer
You've changed a lot somehow from the one I used to know-oh-oh
For when you hold me now it feels like you never want to let me go

It's a sign of the times
That you call me up whenever you feel lonely
It's a sign of the times
That you tell your friends that I'm your one and only
I'll never understand the way you treated me-ee-ee
But when I hold your hand I know you couldn't be the way you used to be

Maybe my lucky star at last decided to shine
Maybe somebody knows how long I've waited to make you mine, mm, mm, mm

I'll never understand the way you treated me-ee-ee
But when I hold your hand I know you couldn't be the way you used to be

Maybe my lucky star at last decided to shine
Maybe somebody knows how long I've waited to make you mine, mm, mm, mm

It's a sign of the times
That you kiss me now as if you really mean it
It's a sign of the times
And a year ago I never could have seen it
Don't ever change your mind and take your love away-ay-ay
Just leave the past behind and, baby, only think of how it is today

It's a sign of the ti-imes
It's a sign of the ti-i-i-i-imes
It's a sign of the times
It's a sign of the ti-i-i-i-imes

It's a sign of the times

Waiting At The Church
Composer(s): Henry E. Pether - Fred W. Leigh
Performer(s): Vesta Victoria
and multiple other artists



I'm in a nice bit of trouble, I confess
Somebody with me has had a game
I should by now be a proud and happy bride
But I've still got to keep my single name
I was proposed to by Obadiah Binks
In a very gentlemanly way
Lent him all my money so that he could buy a home
And punctually at twelve o'clock to-day

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"

Lord, what a fuss Obadiah made of me
When he used to take me in the park!
He used to squeeze me till I was black and blue
When he kissed me he used to leave a mark
Each time he met me he treated me to port
Took me now and then to see the play
Understand me rightly, when I say he treated me
It wasn't him but me that used to pay

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"

Just think how disappointed I must feel
I'll be off me crumpet very soon
I've lost my husband, the one I never had!
And I dreamed so about the honeymoon
I'm looking out for another Obadiah
I've already bought the wedding ring
There's all my little fal-de-riddles packed up in my box
Yes, absolutely two of ev'rything

There was I, waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
Waiting at the church
When I found he'd left me in the lurch
Lord, how it did upset me!
All at once, he sent me round a note
Here's the very note
This is what he wrote
"Can't get away to marry you today
My wife, won't let me!"